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It was then that the gentleman from Seattle began to suspect where he actually was

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I feel rain slither down
In a hot desert sky
And when I, when I touch you




I'm left wondering why...

I dream

There's no heaven above...There's no hell down below...Just invisible men
In the emperor's clothes

I see my dear clown
And she's draped in silk gowns
And we both, we both laugh
As we tumble down...

You dream

There's no heaven above...There's no hell down below...Just invisible men
In the emperor's clothes


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There is no time for crying


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'Cos the time waltzes by


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And we twirl and we touch
And we both know why...


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We dream

There's no heaven above...
There's no hell down below...
Just invisible men
In the emperor's clothes

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